The day you were gone,
That's when I forgot what is fun,
I closed my eyes with pain inside,
Pain is chasing me; with nowhere to hide.

The day you were gone,
Was the day It was all undone,
You said you were scared,
But little did you know you left me impaired.

The day you were gone,
I realised that I was the sun,
You were the moon,
Without you knowing that your light will be gone soon.

Her words struck me like a cobra.
It’s not you love its me
The venom of the snake bite
swirled in my blood.
I was losing my life.
My heart it tried to pump
blood and move oxygen
into my lungs.
But it failed instead
in the searing pain of shock.
I want to faint but I can’t.
If I faint the pain will stop.
But my soul is screaming for air.
This is like a heart attack.
One moment you are reading
a book the next
gasping on the floor
clutching your chest.
It’s not you love its me.
How self absorbed you are.
Like your choices
are the only ones that matter.
I look at my chest
someone has ripped
that part of you
I thought was mine
right out of my heart.
Then it all came to me.
You were never
in my heart at all.
Always Into yourself.
you are you and I am me.
The silence in the room
became deafening.
Hearts fall to pieces
quietly like this.
Its screams of agony
are silent and inside itself.
The door clicked quietly.
As you left with your suitcase
in your hand.
I wondered
what you would do
when you opened it later
and found my heart inside

You can refresh your mind
Discover what you need to find
"It will be just fine"
We'll see
It seems you're out of line
And you've gotta find the rhyme
It'll come back to you in time
Just like me

There's somewhere else around
In another town
Where I've heard you've been found
Paying dues
It's not like I'm blind
But I can't see the signs
They'll come back to me in time
Just like you

I'm not a crying man
But I did way back then
When you said it had to end
That I was free
But now you're finding out
I'm hard to do without
For you, I've had no doubts
Just like me

It's personal again
But I can't believe it, my friend
You're back here again
What can I do?
The attitude has died
It's grown up and realized
It had to come back to me in time
Just like you

Everyone currently needs to realize it's the first of December tomorrow.

I used to constantly think about how this boy broke my heart, and how i will never get over him.

I used to hate my adviser when i was still in high school, thinking she hates me more than i do to her.

I used to feel embarrassed when people stare at me. I was once a paranoid and all i cared about was how people think of me:
"how do i dress?"
"how do i look when i smile?"
"do these boys think i'm cute?"
"these bunch of girls probably hate me"
"i'm so ugly"

I used to cry every night while talking to Him. I forgot to be thankful with what i had.

I used to hate myself, and this hatred nonetheless reflected on my own self. I became a chaotic, impulsive ***** who only thinks about how to fit in in this society.

I used to read sad poems.

I used to write sad poems. Poems about how i hate myself so much that i actually wished to die.

I used to think that my first love had to be some insignificant boy, when it should have been myself.

And now, just a few minutes before the clock hit 12, I finally realized how tough i am to survive in these hardships. I finally learned how to appreciate myself. And by this time, I am so sure about one thing: I'm so in love with myself and all my millions.

its never to late
says the world to you.
what could be said of this now.
where do you stand, what would you do
if the truth had you in its sights.
soon in its scopes.
the cross-hairs of life do not discriminate.
this is how things happen

at the end of the day,
there is no mistaking what you feel.
No matter what you said, who you
said it to; when your alone, that's real.
Those are the moments that truly
define you.

Have you felt it
The brink of the breaking point.
The spine and heart of your pain.
Have you been there
The bottom. The absolute bottom.
For its so low, gravity itself could not go deeper.

And I've never felt so lost
in the dark of night.
I fought, till i crawled
but I lost the fight.
With God, we will go
so bold so bright.
You will never make me fall
in the cold of night.

Isn't the point of living to experience
isn't the point of remembering, to have experienced
Does reality have to be so delirious
isn't the best thing you can do for her is be ever so curious
Doesn't this planet just make you furious
Yet the only thing your doing is waking, thankful that your here again.
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sometimes we wondered.
other times we just knew.
it wasn't a question
but it was somehow proven true.

exactly what she feels about you
is exactly what you feel about her.
wouldn't this be the perfect earth
but no.

there's puzzles to solve
riddles to crack.
ambitions that drive you
temptations that hold you back.

things that make you think
things that make you yield.
People that make you think
people that make you feel.

Your life may not be where you want it to be
but your much further than where you were at.
No matter how many times you lose a fight
rise back up to it.
Stand.

Remember the days
when you couldn't say remember the days when
so young with not much going. just living innocent.
or so it seemed on the outside.
but at a closer peek, and a lift of a layer
you'll come to see there's still sin underneath

All at once Its tearing me apart .I sat beside you thinking you'll notice
The love I hid for a long time
Your eyes were on me , It takes my breathe away
I wish this was easy telling you how I feel
But my thoughts eats me until I stay quite
This is some thing  I would regret If I did not tell you
I waited for years but this opportunity is giving me  a chance
At some point I become shy again
I wish my eye can speak for you to understand
Even you thought I give up
Just please wait for me
Wait for me to tell you I love you without and hesitation

Through nostalgic forest I wonder yet again..
The feeling is quite warm and it makes me smile so.
I think of the music I would listen to and the way the sun would light up your face.
I think of traveling with you in the near future to small towns and museums..
To see the countryside only and avoid the cities all together.
My mind has been asking my soul to do this for so long.
Ill take you to a bed and breakfast in a small town where no one knows us.
We will wake up to the sun and drive one through the evening.  
Just so we could remember it all.
Looking for new sounds, new colors, and new feelings altogether.
In doing so we will find the beginning of us yet again.
A beginning with no end.